Page 16 of Minotaur Bar
“Oh, fuck, babe. Just like that,” he moans, his nostrils flaring wide. “You’re so good to me, Tess.”
“It’s mutual, Havoc,” I whisper, capturing this moment for us to watch later on my phone. I’m sure the actual filming is going to be a mess, but the banter and love between us won’t mean any less.
“I’m halfway in,” my big bull reports, sounding pleased with himself. I work my pussy over him a little faster, my legs spread wide as he helps me bounce on his length. Fuck, we look good together. My heart explodes as we make eye contact in the mirror and we both pause for a second, our love enveloping us in a giant hug that neither one of us needs to voice. We feel it, all-consuming.
“Keep going, please, cookie,” I urge as I move my body again, my tits beginning to slap my stomach below as I gain more confidence in my pursuit. The ribbing is also doing its job, making my inner walls slicker.
“Fuck, it just keeps disappearing. I’m so fucking proud of you, red!” he says enthusiastically. I know he is too. Havoc always makes me feel like what I do is appreciated. Whether it’s on the job or as his girl. He’s so fucking special. I’m theluckiest girl alive. “Holy shit. I’m about to bottom out,” he says incredulously. “You’ve got me all the way in.”
“Fuuuuck, you feel so fucking good, cookie,” I moan shamelessly. “Now, fuck me like a monster. Give me all you got!”
“You got it, red.”
Buckin’ doesn’t even begin to describe what Havoc unleashes upon me. I end up dropping my phone and surrendering to his power as he fucks me raw, rutting into me in the purest meaning of the word. My tits and his balls are steadily smacking skin. I have to grit my jaw to keep from biting my tongue. He unleashes all the pent-up sexual tension we’ve been holding back from one another. His hand possessively grips my belly, his fingers digging into my ample flesh. I love to see the way he holds me. He’s not afraid to fuck me as the thick girl I am, loving every inch of my rolls, using my love handles as they were intended to be used. Fuck, he’s so fucking strong and masculine and beautiful. I close my eyes as an orgasm rips through me, my cries of pleasure filling the room around us.
“Fuck yeah, Tess!” he yells right back. “Let it rip, red!”
“Havoc!!!” I scream, grabbing my tits and pinching my nipples for extra stimulation. I squirt all over his lap, soaking his thighs. He laughs out loud, loving every second of it.
“Atta girl, red!!!” he shouts. “Fuck, babe, you’re so fucking sexy. And all fucking mine!”
“Yes!” I scream back, surrendering completely to my minotaur, losing strength from my orgasm. He pushes me forward so I’m staring at myself directly in the mirror, on all fours for my bull. “Oh, shit, cookie. Fuck me up,” I demand.
A look of sheer dominance takes over his face as he smirks. “Get ready to come again,” he threatens as he begins to piston his hips into my body, my pussy his to own. He smacks my ass cheeks, alternating between the two as I open my mouth on a not so silent scream. I think I drool a little, completely undone bythis bull and the pleasure he’s making me feel. And sure as shit, I moan into the carpet, coming over his cock again.
“You’ve never been fucked this good, have you, red? You were so primed for some grade A bull cock! Gods, the way you’re just creaming my dick, babe! Oh, fuck! Another one?!” Havoc shouts as he talks shit to me. “Just firing them off, aren’t you?” Indeed, I am. I keep clenching around him, the sounds I’m emitting brutal in their intensity. I’m not even moaning; I’m groaning, full on grunting. It sounds like I’m having an exorcism. Maybe I fucking am!
Havoc picks up my phone and aims it down at where my ass is meeting his hips. “Fuck, this is the prettiest sight, red.” He drags himself out lazily before shoving himself back in. “My fucking cock is covered in your cum. And I’m about to fill that pink pussy of yours for working so hard for my dick, babe.” I nod, unable to form any words as Havoc fucks me hard and rough. I brace my fingers in the carpet and manage to lift my head enough to watch him in the mirror. “There’s my girl,” he coos, tears prickling my eyes. “Cry for me, red. It’s ok to let it go, babe.”
My lower lip trembles as I sob, coming one last time as Havoc spurts his hot seed inside of me. I can feel my hole filling up with him and I’m proud. Proud to be the one that gets to hold part of him inside of me. I close my eyes and surrender to his warmth, his cum spilling down my legs as he finishes. He falls over my back, his snout rubbing my wet cheeks, my crying the only thing heard now.
I feel everything. Amazed at myself for taking that giant dick. Love for the beast who fed it to me. Elation at my growing relationship with Havoc. Extreme exhaustion and pain at what my body was just put through. The aftereffects of multiple orgasms. And sadness that at some point, he’s going to pull out of me.
But not yet. He lingers inside of me. “You did so good, red. I love you so much. So fucking much. I don’t know how you captured my heart so completely, but I fucking feel so thankful for you each and every day, babe,” he whispers softly. I nod my head in response. I can’t speak yet. I just bask in our energy, accepting his praise and the soft nuzzle of his nose on my cheek.
Fuck, I love him too. My minotaur. My soft spot. My everything.
Chapter Fifteen: Tess
It’s my first shift back at work since getting injured and despite being sore from getting fucked into next week by my boss/boyfriend, I feel really fucking good. The rest I took did me well, even though I know I’m going to be extremely tired by the end of the night. I hardly care though as another group of bulls brings me my ninth bouquet of flowers. I’m starting to line them up behind the bar. It’s never looked prettier in this place.
Havoc smiles at me as I thank them for their kindness. He’s been keeping an eye on me, trying his best to come off as nonchalant. He’s actually doing a great job. I know how nervous he is about me coming back to work. I’m a little scared myself. The nightmares haven’t gone away, and I’ve woken him or my dad up every night, depending on where I’m sleeping. I’ve been staying with Havoc more, seeing as the comfort he brings calms me down quicker. Plus, you know, the bull cock is a major plus.
We watched the movie we made together this morning and ended up fucking to the noises of our own sex. It was so hot, I came four times before Havoc blasted his load into me. Sex with him feels so right. I can’t keep my hands off the minotaur. I also find that, to his dismay, I like to hang off his horns. It drives him crazy, but I think he secretly likes it. He thinks it’s sexy when I manhandle him.
All the bulls are on their best behavior tonight as they file in and tell me how much they missed me. I get more flowers throughout the night and even some cards and candy that I end up sharing with everyone. My face hurts from smiling and my pussy aches from the lustful looks I’m getting from Havoc. Even Cash has been a joy to be around.
I didn’t tell either of them I thought it was his fault I had to run to the customer restroom. I didn’t feel like having Cash’s blood on my hands due to Havoc gutting him. He’d be fucking pissed off and looking to fight. And I honestly don’t know if Cash would make it out alive. I definitely know he wouldn’t be working here anymore.
I have a few shots throughout the night, something I don’t normally do. But we’re all celebrating, and I know I have a competent babysitter watching me. By the time it reaches twelve, I’m fucking dying, my hands on my knees in the storage room. I’m out of breath. Being inactive for two weeks has caught up to me. I hear a pair of hooves and try to rise, but it’s no use. I just don’t have it in me.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling so fatigued?” Havoc asks as I shrug.
“I didn’t want to be a burden,” I answer truthfully. “I’m trying. I’ll be ok. Just give me a second, baby.”
“You’re done, red. You did good tonight. You need to rest. Go sit down at the bar. Have another drink. Relax,” Havoc says softly, lifting my arms and throwing them around his neck. “You were so fucking hot slinging drinks tonight,” he says as he buries his snout into my body.
“Yeah? Did I make you horny, big guy?” I ask with a pathetic laugh. I’m so fucking spent.
